See The Constellation

I lay my head on the railroad track Stare at the sky all painted up Your train is gone, won?t be coming back See the constellation ride across the sky No cigar, no lady on his arm Just a guy made of dots and lines Just a guy made of dots and lines Two years ago moved from my town I was looking up past the city lights But the city lights got in my way See the constellation ride across the sky No cigar, no lady on his arm Just a guy made of dots and lines Just a guy made of dots and lines I found my mind on the ground below I was looking down, it was looking back I was in the sky all dressed in black See the constellation ride across the sky No cigar, no lady on his arm Just a guy made of dots and lines Just a guy made of dots and lines Just a guy made of dots and lines Can you hear what I see in the sky? Can you hear what I see in the sky? Can you hear what I see in the sky?